I have an aunt who lives in a tiny town in central Illinois. This town consists mostly of a Presbyterian church, a Catholic church, a tavern, a school, and my aunt's house. I happened to be visiting one Sunday morning when I noticed that I was about to run out of cigarettes. I asked her where I could go to replenish my supply, figuring that I would have quite a drive to another town that was large enough to have a Seven/Eleven store.
When I asked her for directions, she said, "Why would you want to go that far? The tavern will be open any minute." I patiently pointed out to her that it was Sunday morning and the tavern wouldn't be open. She looked at me with a rather surprised face, consulted her watch, and said, "Oh yes it will. The Catholics will be out of church any minute."
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